Laura
There's always someone haunting someoneHaunting someoneI can't sleep easy, cause I'm afraid of dreamingAnd then the memory of the dreamThere's always someone haunting someoneHaunting someone
Laura is the face in the misty nightFootsteps that you hear down the hallThrough the laugh that floats on a summer's nightThat you might never quite recall
And you see Laura on a train that is passing throughThose eyes how familiar they seemShe gave your very first kiss to youThat was Laura but she's only a dream
Yes, she gave your very first kiss to youThat was LauraBut she's only a dreamA dream, a dream